Firland Avenue Murderer
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Last published Fri, Apr 6, 2018
This was one of the most quiet and calm street in the country of Bernija. But one night changes it all when a deaf mute boy moved on the street. There's dead bodies, body parts, and people who's tongue has been cut off found since the day he moved there.Is he the killer? Is someone else behind this? Why is it happening?
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